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‘Just look,’ he’ll say again, and jiggle his hand inside his
pants.
He’ll stare wide-eyed at her, with a glazed look, trying as
best he can to ensure her sympathy before he shows her his
wretched state.
‘Well?’ Ragna will ask, with a touch of impatience in her
voice. ‘Let’s see, then.’
Johan will slowly pull his pants down over the back of his
hand, slowly reveal what he is holding between thumb and
index finger. Ragna will raise an eyebrow.
‘Yes,’ he’ll interrupt, his voice in falsetto, before she has
time to say anything. ‘It’s unbelievable.’
Ragna will lean forward, wide-eyed and shocked.
‘Can’t you see it?’ he’ll ask nervously.
‘Yes, of course I can,’ Ragna will reply, full of astonishment.
‘Doesn’t it look like your sister? Can you see it? It’s bloody
well got her face!’
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